I am beyond thrilled to announce my mother, S.B. Fabian’s, first online published piece of travel writing!
“The siren began its long, mournful wail that grew in intensity over the course of several seconds. It continued at a high pitch for half a minute, only to fade away and begin again. Hearing the call, my heart seized in panic as my eyes flew to the window in search of what might be coming. Planes? Helicopters? I jumped off my seat and scrambled under the desk, hands clasped across the back of my neck as I faced the floor and silently prayed that no planes would appear, no bombs would drop, nothing would explode, nothing would hit me.”
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